(Maopu Chinese) Dawei has updated a lot, there are two chapters every day, and each chapter is a big chapter of about 4,000 words. Writing this one, it has been updated by nearly 100,000 words.

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"According to the script station, last night a group of bandits with heavy firepower landed in Sai Kok Tsui, Lamma Island, on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and after receiving the news, Officer Li Wenbin, Chief Inspector of the West Kowloon Serious Crime Unit, together with colleagues from the Flying Tigers, successfully arrested 4 bandits in Sai Kok Tsui, killed 3 people, and seized 9 guns at the scene, including 4 AK47 rifles and 5 pistols of various types. The two sides exchanged fire at the scene. ”

After coming out of the fourth uncle's house, Hou Wenjun listened to the news on the radio while driving the car, grass, the strip is really unreliable, isn't this obviously selling himself? As long as people with normal IQ know that there is something wrong with the boat family or that there is a problem with the upper family of these people, but Chen Zhicheng and others should not be so easy to get the news in the mainland, and I hope that this incident will not implicate themselves.

Just thinking about this, Hou Wenjun's phone rang, and the dead note actually dared to call me.

Hou Wenjun picked up the phone with some annoyance, this call was indeed a slip, but it was not Li Wenbin but a bad gambler.

"Ah Jun, the rivers and lakes are in emergency, I'm waiting for you to help you in Brother Le's field." The rotten gambler's voice was a little anxious, and he lost a lot of money.

"Uncle Dong, I call you Uncle Dong, but it doesn't mean that I know you very well." Hou Wenjun refused with a smile.

"Ah Jun, aren't you so ruthless, I even helped you play a scene last time." After hearing Hou Wenjun's words, the rotten gambler immediately whispered.

Hou Wenjun thought of his ghost boss and got angry, "I'm angry when I say it, what kind of **** boss are you?" He actually dared to put a gun to my head, if Li Wenbin hadn't called me to intercede, I would have let him taste the taste of being shot in the head. Which Brother Le? Tell him to listen to the phone. ”

When the rotten gambler heard that Hou Wenjun was going to come forward, he felt much more relieved, and the expression on his face immediately became lame, and he picked up the phone in the middle and said to Brother Le, who came to forcibly collect his own number, "Answer the phone." ”

Li Jiale is a little unsure of which person this old ghost has found to count, and his attitude is not a small person. He knew that an old gangster like Rotten Gambler was more of a gangster than a gangster, guarding the middle of black and white, not pleasing at both ends, but having connections on both sides.

Li Jiale took the phone, although he had a fierce look on his face, his tone was a lot more polite: "Hey, I'm Li Jiale from Changle, who are you?" ”

Hearing Changle's name, Hou Wenjun smiled, and his first stop was to overturn Changle's Guantang talker.

"Changle Zai, I'm Hou Wenjun, how much does the rotten gambler owe you?" Hou Wenjun didn't want to talk nonsense with these people and asked directly.

"Who am I so big, it turns out that you are a cargo handsome, are you carrying the account of the rotten gambling east? A total of 180,000 yuan with interest. Although Li Jiale's tone was three points louder, he knew that he couldn't provoke Hou Wenjun, the last time he set off the field of Changle Guantang, the old top black star came forward This guy is still alive and kicking up and down, and he is getting bigger and bigger.

"180,000 yuan, I'll go to Guantang tomorrow to find Chen Zhichao and ask for it, and now I'll release the person." After hearing 180,000, Hou Wenjun did not bargain and immediately opened his mouth to admit it.

"The rules of the rivers and lakes are to pay money with one hand and hand over to people, you let me release people now, A goods are not good, bad rules." Li Jiale actually agreed to release him in his heart, but of course he still had a few words in front of so many younger brothers, otherwise he would let go of his face if he said that Hou Wenjun would make a phone call.

Hou Wenjun heard the word rules, and said in a low voice, "You tell me the rules?" Idiot. After speaking, Hou Wenjun hung up the phone.

After Li Jiale heard Hou Wenjun hang up the phone, he still took two steps out of the phone, and after making sure that the younger brothers couldn't hear the voice on the phone, he continued to speak, "A cargo Jun, I know you have been up recently, but I, Changle Li Jiale, am not a vegetarian, I said that one hand has money and one hand." ”

After waiting for more than ten seconds, as if someone was still talking on the other side of the phone, Li Jiale continued, "Okay, this time I will give you face, I will release you first, but Hou Wenjun, you have to remember that only this time, next time I will not give you any face." ”

After speaking, he pretended to hang up the phone, looked at the younger brothers and the rotten gambling dong, and said, "This time, I will give the face to Hou Wenjun, the rotten gambling east is not bad, I actually let Hou Wenjun put down his body and stand up for you." ”

The rotten gamblers who have been mixed for decades still don't know Li Jiale's tricks? The last play he played was worth 180,000 yuan, and Hou Wenjun was willing to say good things for himself before he had a ghost.

However, the bad gamble didn't say anything, and he still said with a smile, "That's right, Brother Jun just gave Brother Le, if Brother Le is fine, I'll leave first." ”

Seeing that the bad gambling boss is still acquainted, Li Jiale waved his hand and said, "Get out, this time I will give a face to A cargo Jun, next time you will not be so lucky." ”

The rotten gambler smiled and waved to Li Jiale and his men before walking out the door.

After leaving this underground casino, the rotten gambler scolded viciously: "you old wood, Changle will arrest you sooner or later and go to prison, and you dare to pit your grandfather." "I just borrowed 80,000 yuan in Changle Zai's hands, these guys actually want to wait for Wenjun for 180,000, and everyone in his old wood should be waiting for Wenjun's big water fish.

Before he finished scolding, the phone in his hand rang, and the rotten gambler picked up the phone in an extremely bad mood, "Which bastard is calling now?" ”

"I said you bastard, why is there anything wrong with calling you now?" On the phone, Moran heard the scolding of the rotten gambling boss and immediately retorted.

"NO, SIR" ROTTEN GAMBLER HEARD THAT IT WAS HIS BOSS WHO DIDN'T CARE ABOUT HIS WORDS, AND ASKED WITH A SMILE, "SIR, WHAT'S THE MATTER?" I'm collecting information right now. ”

Mo Lan didn't want to listen to the nonsense of the rotten gambling dong, so he directly interrupted him and said, "Everyone gathered tonight, I just received news that there is an underground gambling stall in Yuehua Street in Guantang. ”

Is this ghost guy crazy, and Hou Wenjun's field dares to touch it? The entire East Kowloon knows that Hou Wenjun is now the biggest, rich and powerful. The rotten gambler thought for a moment and said, "MO SIR, I DON'T KNOW WHICH BASTARD GAVE YOU THE NEWS, BUT I KNOW THAT THERE ARE ABSOLUTELY NO CASINOS THERE." ”

"Really? I'm outside this casino right now, and I want you to come and meet right now. Moran said in a very stern tone.

The bad gambler is not polite, "Ghost, are you stupid, you dare to touch Hou Wenjun's field?" That gambling stall was taken over by him Changle, but it has never been closed, people like Hou Wenjun are not people who need to pay attention to our anti-black team, you want to fight against black, you go to find other people's fields, Hou Wenjun really can't touch it, he wants to be angry and terrible than these dwarf mules. ”

"What do you mean? I know that Hou Wenjun is the boss of Guantang with Liansheng, so what? "Mo Lan doesn't quite understand the meaning of the rotten gambling east, Hou Wenjun is too big, his field can't be touched?

Rotten Gambler sighed and said, "You just transferred here, I'm not very familiar with the environment here, I'll take you out for a walk in the evening, don't look at Hou Wenjun yesterday He seems to be very evil, but he is really not a member of the mixed community." Pornography, gambling, drugs, and collecting protection money are all things that every old boy is doing, only he Hou Wenjun doesn't do it, do you know why? Businessmen came. ”

Hearing the introduction of the rotten gambling dong, Mo Lan became interested in Hou Wenjun, and also wanted to see the background of this guy, so he changed his words and said, "Okay, I'll also see what this district is like."

Don't mention the bad gambling east, since the bad gambler took Hou Wenjun's money, then he has the obligation to protect Hou Wenjun's interests, at least he can't turn his face and deny people after taking the money.

Hou Wenjun drove back home, but he didn't expect that no one was at home, and Hou Wenjun, who was not interesting at home alone, also turned around and drove towards Guantang, how to say that it was also his own territory, anyway, he would go and see if he was fine.

It was already more than 6 o'clock when he arrived in Guantang, and Hou Wenjun, who wanted to go to Changji for dinner, didn't expect Changji to close down when he passed by.

As soon as Hou Wenjun parked the car on the side of the street, he saw the rotten gambler walking towards him with his ghost boss.

Hou Wenjun got out of the car and walked directly to the two of them, arching his hands and congratulating with a smile: "Happy New Year, I want to patrol the streets today?" ”

The rotten gambler immediately rushed to say, "No, take him to shop today." Ah Jun, why do you have time to come here today? ”

"If you have nothing to do, come and take a look, have you eaten, just passing by Chang Ji actually closed today, let's eat together." Hou Wenjun smiled and said to the rotten gambler and his ghost boss, and after speaking, he waved his hand and beckoned a little brother on the side of the street and asked, "Have you eaten, which store is still open today, I'm starving." ”

This guy is also the younger brother that Hou Wenjun has taken with him since he was a student, and he joked when he talked to Hou Wenjun, "Brother Jun, I don't know about the big restaurant, but I think Uncle Seven's food stall is set up." ”

Hou Wenjun smiled and said, "Fuck off, let's see who hasn't eaten yet, call over together." After speaking, Hou Wenjun didn't leave him, turned his head to the ghost guy and said, "How about Officer Mo, give face, let's go together." ”

After speaking, he walked in the direction of Uncle Seven's food stall on the shoulders of the rotten gambling dong, and said to the rotten gambling dong as he walked, "Uncle Dong, why is it so big, 180,000 yuan, if you are in Guantang, you will lose half a floor." ”

The rotten gambler glanced at the ghost boss, pulled him and then continued, "Ghost knows, what kind of medicine did Changle Zai put in, and he lost 80,000 yuan if he lost." ”

Seeing the ghost officer walking to his side, Hou Wenjun did not shy away from saying, "80,000 yuan, Changle Tsai is my big fish." After speaking, he turned his head to the ghost guy and said, "Mo SIR, Changle Tsai has a gambling stall in the next district, and I have time to sweep the field, anyway, it is also under the control of your West Kowloon." ”

Mo Lan frowned and said, "Hou Wenjun, I know you have a gambling stall here, do you want me to sweep it." ”

"No, it's not okay to flip the table without eating." Hou Wenjun didn't get angry and joked after hearing this.

"He came jokingly, Ah Jun to be honest, I haven't seen you come to Guantang for a long time, so I won't come back if it's not developed." The rotten gambler played a round road.

Hou Wenjun smiled and said, "Developed? The plague is almost the same, and the hard work comes here, unlike you, there are public grains at the end of the month, and we come from our small workshop, and our hands stop talking. ”

"No, Ah Jun, I heard that you helped the fourth uncle and Guo Sheng to collect the house and land everywhere, and also stopped the government project to do it, and built a large factory with thousands of people in the mainland, and now your A goods are sold in the night markets of Hong Kong, so it is not developed. Yesterday, you reunited for the New Year, and the little brothers were all 1,000 yuan red envelopes, and there was a lottery, and I wanted to come in and participate when I heard it outside. The rotten gambler also joked with a smile, of course, the previous words were for the ghosts around him.

In fact, these things that the rotten gambling east said are also hearsay, and he knows his own family affairs, he did help the fourth uncle and Guo Sheng to collect the building and land, but he didn't come overnight, and he was not qualified to participate in the construction project, as for the factory in the mainland, it will not be able to start until at least after the year, if you want to produce at full capacity, you don't have to think about it in a few months, and his A goods can still support people.

Hou Wenjun didn't say anything, but smiled and asked about the gossip, "Mo SIR, I heard that you have a nickname called the Murder King, and you also beat the big boss (the highest commander of the Flying Tiger) Ren Darong in Flying Tiger, so brave." ”

"Yes, so Hou Wenjun, don't do it in my hands." Moran said with a stern face.

Hou Wenjun didn't mind smiling after hearing this, but didn't speak, and he couldn't complain about his ghost boss. Several people soon came to Uncle Seven's food stall.

"Uncle Seven, I'll take care of your business today." Hou Wenjun smiled and greeted Uncle Seven, they were all from the old neighborhood, and Hou Wenjun had a good reputation in this generation.

"Hey, Ah Jun, you're here, find a seat by yourself, Uncle Seven, I'll cook you some good dishes." Uncle Seven also smiled and greeted Hou Wenjun, to be honest, Hou Wenjun is really good to these neighbors, and he will not charge these neighborhood protection fees in his land after he lays the ground, Hou Wenjun feels that it is not easy for people to have a small business and support their families. It is enough for him to have A goods to support his younger brother, and he does not rely on this protection fee to eat, so his place has never confiscated protection money, businessman Ashikaga, this generation of Hou Wenjun does not charge protection money, there are more and more night markets, food stalls, and small vendors, and his popularity is naturally getting stronger and stronger, and these people naturally have a higher and higher evaluation of Hou Wenjun after making money.

I don't dare to say it in other places, Guantang is what he is waiting for Wenjun to come out to elect a district councilor or something, and it is a matter of minutes to be elected.